"We have a lot to talk about." Sakai smirked as he pushed the button for the 10th floor."

When the metallic doors opened, a lounge was beneath them. Suddenly the luxurious, charming loft she was living in for almost a month looked average at best.

Art pieces were hanging on the walls, from famous historical Japanese painters. 

Breathtakingly beautiful view of nighttime Seoul was spreading across the one side of the lounge, where glass walls were. A spacious dining room was visible across the other side of the lounge, with crystal candle holders on it and red sakura-print silky fabric as a tablecloth. 

Weirdly the aesthetic was too balanced between modern and traditional Japanese, without holding back on the luxury side.

"A drink before a tour?" Sakai smiled, leading the way towards the bar in the lounge.

"Why would I need a tour?" She gave him a nasty ironic glance. "I'm not interested in staying here."

"Hhmmm." He hummed, raising his eyebrows while opening a gin bottle and breaking some ice to put inside a low crystal glass. "Do you have a good excuse for that? ...Or is it because of what I asked earlier?" He turned his eyes to stare at hers, narrowing them over her expressions.

She took a long blink smiling ironically.

"-Do you have a good excuse for me to stay? Cause I can't find one." She replied proudly.

He grinned at her, almost chuckling, taking her by surprise.

"You think I'm stupid? Don't you think you might underestimate me a little bit? You are here because you want to find something out." He passed the drink at her, biting his lower lip with confidence. "In fact, you ran here as quickly as possible, and I'm sure it wasn't because you couldn't wait to become Oyabun or see my pretty face. So, I know that the moment I tell you what you want, you will run out of here as quickly as possible and go back, in the same way, you came."

He leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear, even though no one else was there to hear them.

"On Suga's bike."

She moved towards the black leather couch and leaned back after leaving her drink on the table next to it.

"You are wrong." She replied emotionlessly with confidence. "For Suga applies the same as the rest six. I don't give a fuck." She continued staring at him for a few seconds of powerful silence until she was comfortably sure he believed her.

"I'll admit, though, one thing." She leaned forward, moving her crossed arms on her knees. "I'm curious as fuck, of what happened the night that my memory is blanc of."

He looked at her with an enigmatic grin.

"You suffered the whole time not asking, haven't you?" He chuckled and pulled a packet of cigarettes out of his pocket, offering to Rain, then lighting one himself.

"This is too much of an honor to me." He grinned, then exhaled the smoke, as Rain was looking at him silently, without breathing, trying to hide how much this subject interested her.

"By the way, I was going to do everything the exact opposite way. I was coming to tell you everything that night. About who I am, and who your mother was. But Suga had a plan of his own." He moved to sit next to her, bringing a black stone ashtray with him, leaving it on the table next to the drinks.

"Wait." She cut him off, reasserting her thoughts. "You were planning to come to visit me in the middle of the night and tell me everything? And you assumed that I would go along with the whole being mob boss thing and come here?" She looked at him with irony.

"Wouldn't you?" He looked at her narrowing his eyes with a half-smile, making her process the whole thing and realizing.

She probably would.

All this time, the whole kidnapping thing was totally unnecessary. 

Mental note: If a situation occurs that I have to kidnap someone, make sure first they're not willing to come anyway.

"But, as I said, Suga had a plan of his own... "

The increase in her heart pace was telling Rain that the time had come.

To find out. The thing that Suga hadn't told her.

The thing that he didn't want her to know. The reason he didn't want her to know. And she bet her sweet ass it was going to be something terrible; otherwise, Sakai wouldn't be handing it out so confidently, like he knows she won't go back after that.

She took a drag from her cigarette without missing a word.

"Suga was already close by when I was coming. He saw my car and decided to act faster... And that's the Suga effect." A resenting smile slipped after his sigh.

"The Suga effect?" She raised her eyebrows mockingly. "What is that?" She scoffed.

"Somehow, always, even though everything will go down the drain, Suga will always find a way to make things end up the way he wants. Even if a plan of his failed, somehow, in the end, the result will be on his side. He has a way to troubleshoot everything. To make ends meet. And probably finding the easiest and fastest way to do it, making it seem like he didn't even put any effort into it." He continued.

"And how does the Suga effect apply to that night?" She asked ironically, hiding her curiosity while thinking of situations of the past weeks that this applied.

Probably all the fucking times that everything goes his way at the end.

"That night, Suga had calculated your every move. He had to wait for the others, though, which ruined his plan when he saw me coming. So here we go. Suga effect No 1: He decides to go inside alone. He wouldn't risk me getting to you first. He somehow was lucky enough that you were in the shower when this happened, which comfortably worked in his way, getting in unnoticed and knocking you down quickly. Otherwise, he knew, he would be dead.

He takes you out of the shower and moves you to the bedroom. Then I come in and notice his footsteps on the carpet, and I immediately knew what happened. So I barge in and shoot him."

He pauses for a few seconds looking at Rain to see if her uninterested expression will change, which would mean that she cared a little.

But it didn't. After all, she was too good at hiding her emotions.

"And then comes Suga effect 2: I never, ever, ever miss. So when I shot him and saw him lying dead on the floor, I assumed he was actually that -dead. I approached you, laying all wet on the bed..."

"This is all so creepy... Knowing I was there, yet not knowing what was happening around me..."

"Then I brushed a strain of your hair that was falling into your face..." He said leaning closer and mimicking the move, "and whispered to you, nothing's gonna hurt you, baby..." He said with sinful eyes, making Rain momentarily froze.

He was referring to a song. A song that was playing on a specific night, when, let's say, Sakai had a... death wish.

"How is this a Suga effect?" She replied with an uninterested tone, clearly to avoid him.

"Cause I heard a supposedly dead Suga, replying, with the most ironic glare and the nastiest, confident smirk I have ever seen in his fucking face, Right. Cause she's mine now. "

"Why would he say that?" She said, with a lower voice, almost whispering from the shock.

Sakai's words were messing with her head. But Suga's words were doing the same all along.

"Because Suga is and was back then, deeply, messed and fucked up, in love with you." He said ironically with a grin, satisfied with her lost and petrified face.

It was all about revealing Suga's emotions and secrets to her.

Rain's emotions on the other hand somehow were exactly the same with earlier this day. Just sitting there, unable to move or respond. Only the cigarette slowly burning between her fingers as she stared with wide eyes at the floor.

Like she couldn't believe that the words that were filling the air were true.

It was the time she realized two of Suga's sentences from days ago were awfully truth.

"You wouldn't be kissing him if you knew."

But mostly the second one.

"Trust me, if you knew, you would give plenty of fucks."

"I will suppose from the way your face looks right now that you had no idea." He smirked raising an eyebrow.

"I will ask only the obvious." She said taking a long drag, exhaling, then a long sip from her drink, swallowing hard the cold liquid.

"How? "

"What the fuck are you even doing three weeks there? No one told you?" He laughed.

"Tell me!" She glared threateningly at him, moving her upper body forward and digging her nails into the leather couch like she was ready to attack.

Somehow she didn't care anymore to hide.

"Oh, baby..." He looked at her amused with a smile. Sweet satisfaction was coming to him from each and every one of Suga's secrets that he revealed.

"Cause Suga is following you for years." He gave her a devilish grin. "Under Nanami's orders."

"How many?" She spoke under her breath, the words were barely audible.

"At least three... maybe almost four, for all I know." He relaxed back on the couch, after taking a sip of his drink.

Rain continued staring at him, with wide blank eyes.

Nothing made sense. Or weirdly, everything seemed to make sense now.

This motherfucking bitch!

How could he hide that?

How was he even able to hide that he knew me?

How could he pretend that well?

That's the fucking thing my mother wanted me to know? That's what he was supposed to tell me?

I will fucking kill him!

Her stare was lost in the melting ice cubes of her drink, but her aggravated eyes revealed how she felt.

She never saw that coming.

Suga was in fact, lying the whole time. 

About everything. 

And yet, he admitted he had feelings for her, earlier this day.

"I think now is the time for the tour", Sakai grinned with satisfaction as he jumped up from the couch.

"Nope, I need to go kill someone!" She replied, standing too, and finishing the rest of her drink at once.

"Trust me." He grabbed her hand to stop her from leaving.

He led her upwards through a wide granite five-step staircase, between the lounge and the dining room, which led to a corridor with five well-spaced doors. The first on the left had three golden numbers outside.

8 9 3.

"That was Nanami's room." He said opening the door.

Rain took a look at it without entering. What surprised her was, how empty the room was.

Appart from a large bed and a desk, nothing else. Faceless. Like a hotel room ready for anyone to stay for the night. Nothing compared to the room she was staying until this morning, that was warm and felt like home.

"Nanami never stayed here", Sakai replied to the obvious. "At least not for the last seven years." He said closing the door and moving towards the next one. "You can stay here if you want, or you can stay in my room." He stopped in front of the next door, leaning towards it.

"You were right about one thing." Rain looked at him apathetically.

"Once you told me everything, I don't need to stay anymore." She spoke as the corners of her mouth were taking an upturn.

"Just let me finish the tour..." He pouted, possibly trying to be cute.

And he was actually. But somehow, the way the others spoke about him, made her hate him, even though he never actually gave her a valid reason.

"...and I promise you, I won't keep you. You can leave after if you want." He looked at her with puppy eyes, making her wonder, how sincere he actually was.

"Next room is father's..." He said passing by a double door.

"So, not many members of the clan live here." Rain stated, seeing there's only one door left.

"Of course not. Most of them have families after all..."He continued and stood outside of the last door with crossed arms, and a smirk.

Rain stood there as well, unamused waiting for him to speak.

"Ask me." He grinned.

"Ask what?" She sighed, thinking how tiring this day was already.

"Whose room is this." He replied waiting for her to make the question.

"Whose room is this?" She repeated, uninterested, thinking how long this will take.

"That's my little brother's room." He replied with a huge ironic grin.

"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows, still unamused, but now a little curious, narrowing her eyes at him before they were about to go insanely wide from his reply.

"Suga's."

https://youtu.be/pzSeuo4C3vw

A/N
Test time
Name all the Suga effects that you can think of till now.
But to be honest, the biggest one comes later on.